SEINFELD HAS BEEN OFF THE AIR FOR 10 YEARS

And it was only broadcast for nine(1989-1998) so that means that it has been off the air longer than it was on. It also means that the babies who were born when the show first came on are hovering near 20 years old.

Boy do I feel ancient.

Seinfeld is probably my favorite sitcom ever, and many of my greatest one-liners are re-workings of a seinfeld quotable. Oh wait did I just reveal my secret? Pretend you didn't see that. Pay no attention to the (wo)man behind the curtain. ;)

I haven't had much success with sitcoms since then. An ex tried to sell me on Friends, "its funnier than seinfeld!" He claimed. (pure chicanery btw) but I wasn't buying it. Friends was a knock-off seinfeld. Not that it didn't have his funny moments, but please. All the chandlers and phoebes in the world could not hold a candle to Kramer and Co. So i wallowed in sitcom purgatory, with the occasional peeks of sunshine (news radio was the HOTNESS) but nothing much moved me. And then five years ago I discovered King of Queens and realized there was another show on tv that could make me laugh with its sheer inanity.(Doug pole dancing? OMG.) Not to mention, Carrie Heffernan(leah remini) reminded me a lot of myself, feisty fashionable, a tough exterior but really? a total softy.

(sidenote: the other day someone called me spicy brown - as in mustard. I was getting smart - whats new right? - And it was meant to be a joke, but i kind of like it, so i'm claiming it as my own. lol)

But yeah, i love the Carrie. Now that KOQs is off the air, what's left for me? The Office and an assortment of reality shows.(Helloo Kardashians!)

Did just wax poetic about Television programming? Ugh. This can't be life.

In sad news, Michael Crichton died. Apparently he was battling cancer. The news of his death has upset me way more than i would've thought. Mr. Crichton is one of my favorite authors. The first novel I read by him was Jurassic Park. It was 1993 and I was just in my early teens, but when i saw the movie, and heard it was based on a book? Well I immediately had to read it. I took my juice money(allowance) to borders and bought a copy. I fairly devoured it. As much as I loved the movie, the book was 10 times better. In 48 hours(the time it took me to finish it) Michael Crichton had acquired a new fan. From that point on I went backwards in his catalog ...andromeda strain...congo...(the movie was a disgrace. the book, excellent.) terminal man...sphere...rising sun...basically i read everything he wrote that I could get my hands on.

For a while, when I was still in my young optimistic stage, Crichton's books were what i'd recommend to all my potential beaux whenever i considered myself trying to enlighten them and broaden their experiences. Arrogant right? lol. (Don't laugh!) Most of the guys I liked never read, and that was foreign to me. They only read what they had to for school. And even school assigned reading was met with resistance and disdain. You mean you aren't enjoying beowulf? But you're so cute! I was reading further than what the teacher assigned because i liked it. I so wanted them to experience the joy of reading for pleasure. Being the idealist that i was(and still am to an extent)I thought I could coax them over to my side by dangling the carrot that was Michael's signature technological thriller. Nothing excessively girlie, romantic or saccharine. Just a fantastic adrenaline rush. Perfect for boys! But...they didn't bite. The fifteen year old male mind was occupied by things of a more, lets see, carnal nature.

"Yeah jurassic park was a good movie and i'm sure its a better book but um...what are you wearing?"

Boys and their hormones.

I remember my mom walking past me one day when i was on the phone, chattin up some random dude i had a crush on, and she heard me telling him about book. When i got off the phone she teased:

"oh you must really like him...you're recommending books." :(

Hm. why didn't I have boyfriend in HS again...? lol. Okay okay i was a weirdo. Shutty! Like you guys weren't lame too. lol. Anyway I've gotten over trying to convince "boys" to read(jade is such a pretty color isn't it?) but I've never gotten over my love of M. Crichton's prose. His novels are not only supremely entertaining but educational. He is the reason my 15 yr old self knew what chaos theory was. Crichton seemed to have a prescient ability to put his finger on the pulse of what was going to be new and exciting in science and technology. Everytime i read one of his novels, i would have the encyclopedia and dictionary on deck. He will be missed. RIP.

Its officially cool outside and though tonight is rather warm, I know that i better get it poppin and hunker down to prepare for winter. I always procrastinate winterizing, like if i don't acknowledge the increasing cold, then it won't really be happening. Head in the sand gambit. Obviously it never works, so this year i will take the bull by the horns(oh no i sound like my dad) and get to prepping before i wake up one morning and the wind chill is -10 and i'm shivering, wishing i hadn't procrastinated(like last year). I already have the down comforter, but i was recently put on to flannel sheets, and its like where have you been all my life? Yeah yeah satiny sheets are cute-ish, but there is no traction (jumped in the bed and almost slid right out of it) and they are so not practical for when its chilly. I rolled over and near had frostbite. My regular old cotton ones aren't much better. There's not as much sliding, but anywhere where your body is not? Freezing. And i'm not trying to have any limbs amputated. So flannel sheets it is. I need a new feather bed, and i think i should invest in some of those hotel quality vellux blankets. Don't you just love those? I also think i need to invest in a good pair of long johns, tops and bottoms. Yes long johns. Not thermal. Old school. Oh i may look like grandma(or grandpa lol) when i go to bed but at least i'll be warm.